Ok, so now I get it Mum. When you have all of these ideas of what you want to write about and share with anyone who is following your stories and thought patterns, but you have trouble organising yourself to prioritise your time.
Mum used to talk about how she felt like the spirits of her Ancestors were “bothering” her, jostling to the front of the queue when they got impatient for their story to be told. I haven’t (yet) felt that as such, I’m sure as I turn more in to my mother {chuckle} this will happen. For now though, I feel like I’m having ideas and starting a few different things, so that now I’ve got multiple stories on the go and I’m not sure which one to focus on first.
I have this wonderful story that is the story of the Canadian Cousins – that is a big story and will take time and I have decided that I am going to follow Mandy’s suggestion and write a book – Mum’s book. Mum always said she was going to write a book and she just didn’t know what it was going to be about. So, I’ve decided I’m going to write Mum’s book for her. It will be the story of discovering her Canadian Cousins existed and then how she sought them out, created a strong relationship with them and began to uncover the mystery of their family. I will pull extracts from that to share here, on Mum’s blog, but for the whole uncut version of the story, you will need to buy the book 🙂 The plan is not to become a millionaire, but perhaps to raise enough funds to keep Mum’s rellies “in the ground” by paying the lease fees on their graves as they become due. That seems pretty fair.
I also have another book that needs to be published – Grandad’s book, which was written by my Grandad in the late 70’s, early 80’s that chronicles the first 4 years of his time in Australia, when he was 16-19 years old. He wrote it on a typewriter and the font is quite faint and hasn’t scanned all that well. Although my Husband assures me that there is technology that will assist the transfer of it to a Word document, I’m a bit slow at working that kind of thing out, and I’m kind of enjoying typing it out – reading it as I go. Not sure how I’ll go about publishing that one, I guess that will be the learning then to take on board to publishing the bigger one.
Then there is Mum’s trip to Shipley to discover where Grandad came from in 1995. She has talked about it a few times in her blogs. As Grandad’s health (and in particular memory) was fading in the 1990’s he was getting increasingly distressed about the fact that no-one could find where he came from – 42 Mossman Street, off Crag Road, Windhill, Shipley, United Kingdom.
So, Mum made it her mission to discover where Grandad came from, which she did. Being the storyteller she was, she wrote a diary on her trip, which I took with me when I went to the UK last year. I began writing out her diary then. It is a fantastic story of her discovering her Father’s homeland. Then when she got back, she put together a folder of photographs and notes and she gave it to Grandad, who was overjoyed to know that she had found his homeland and could see photos of how it looked now – his memories of his childhood came flooding back and Mum felt as though she had calmed his soul, just before the dementia took hold of him. The saddest part was that years later Nana had told Mum that she should take the folder back as Grandad was past the point of it being useful for him and she knew how precious it was. Mum never got it back and thought for years after Nana had died that it had gone missing when Nana’s treasures were sifted through. This was very traumatic for Mum and she thought that someone in the family had taken it and may not have known the true value of it.
When I was cleaning Mum’s house out after she died, I found Grandad’s book – which I had never seen before and I found Mum’s precious folder she made for Grandad. It was in with Nana’s keepsakes, and had been kept safe after all. I am sad that Mum never knew that, but I think she would be happy for me to share the story of her trip on her blog.
So, after writing out my to do list here, I think I’ve worked out that what I need to focus on first is the Shipley trip in 1995. I will put a series of posts together of the trip from a combination of the diary and the folder.
Yep, that’s it. Ok, maybe I’ll see if I can make a start…. How great for me to have a place to come to clear my head about which direction I should take….
By the way, the other job I got finished this week was the final proof of the words on Mum’s headstone. The stone should be delivered in mid October, so I imagine the headstone should be finished by the end of October, and I am pleased to say that the Canadian Cousins made it in to my life in time for me to immortalise their link with Mum in stone – Mum would be thrilled with this – I just know it (and I’m pretty sure that a couple of the Canadian Cousins will be pretty chuffed too).
The Canadian Cousin story continues to grow and unfold – just yesterday June told me that she found Grandad’s sister’s grandson (so the same generation as me – our grandparents being blood siblings) and I have sent him a message on FB. He’ll probably think I’m some nutjob (which I’m sure many people thought about Mum when she contacted them out of the blue and told them she was their cousin) but maybe not. We’ll just have to see. Like June said “see, us coming together is working, I just needed a bit of a push because I would never have done it on my own”. Yes June, it is coming together and is making the story I have to write bigger all the time!
As June says often in her emails TTFN (ta ta for now).
Kirrily